Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of MGLN.
Author's Note: An AU fic.
Need for Speed: Rise of the Demon
Prologue
The gear stick was slammed to third gear as the steering wheel was spun to the right. With an ear piercing shriek of the tires, the pitch black Mitsubishi Lancer Cedia turned sharply to the right, its rear tires struggling for a firm grip before the car righted itself. Beneath the dim streetlights, the car was like a phantom as it sped down the road like a bat out of hell.
A light tap on the brake pedal as the wheel was spun to the left simultaneously led the car through a ramp leading into a brightly lit multi storey car park. Racing pass the empty lots, it headed up the circular ramp.
A black boot nudge the brake pedal gently as tone arms kept the steering wheel locked in position. The car drifted around the corners, continuously moving up the circular ramp. The overhead lights were replaced by the star dotted night sky as the car flew across the speed hump. The accelerator pedal was floored and the vehicle responded by leaping forward. The powerful engine purred as the vehicle sped towards the stainless steel railings.
At the last possible moment before the car crashed headlong against the railings and possibly fly off the five storey high car park, the steering wheel was jerked to the right. The brake pedal was stomped on and a hand wrenched the hand brake up. The tires locked, producing a loud screech and left a trail of burnt rubber from the friction as the car slid to a halt.
The cheers that erupted from the perimeter was ear deafening. The driver's door was pushed opened and black boots preceded a head of long blonde tresses. The driver stood behind the door, one arm casually draped over the opened door frame. Slender fingers tapped a quick rhythm while the driver leaned back against the car body.
Clad in a black leather jacket with a maroon turtle neck which revealed a thin strip of bare flesh before the rest of the taut abdomen was covered by tight black skinny jeans that ended off in black boots, the driver was most certainly female. Golden tresses were shook out as piercing burgundy eyes remained fixated on the ramp exit.
From within the building, the roar of an engine was almost muffled by the thundering cheers of the crowd gathered to watch the illegal street race. A silver Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution X bounced up the ramp and skidded to a stop beside the black car and its blonde driver.
The driver's door opened and a dark haired man stepped out. Stepping briskly to the blonde who had her right palm held out, he shot her a scowl as he stopped before her.
"My DB9 please." The blonde spoke, her voice a melancholic tenor.
The dark haired man dug into his left jeans pocket before pulling out a black plastic remote with a silver key which he dropped into the opened palm of the blonde. "You are a freak, Testarossa." He growled.
"You did good, Chrono." The blonde replied as she smiled a smile that did not reach her eyes.
The dark haired man scowled again as the blonde settled into her car. Tapping sharply against the driver side window, he waited impatiently for the blonde to lower the glass pane.
"I won't lose next time." Turning on his heels, he stalked off towards his car amid the jeers from the crowd that had yet to disperse.
The blonde grinned as she rolled up her window before tossing the newly attained Aston Martin DB9 key into her glove compartment. "You said that the last time too." The key landed with a clink against a few other remote keys scattered in the interior of the compartment. With a slight rev of the engine, she manoeuvred the car around Chrono's stationary vehicle and cruised down the ramp.
Author's Note: Well, I don't know where I'll be going with this. Seems like a feasible idea when I wrote this prologue. Automobile is not my speciality topic. So anyone out there who can help, do drop me a pm.
I hope you enjoy this. Constructive criticisms are welcomed.
Cheers!